This fic was originally supposed to be a oneshot, but with the way I wrote it I thought it'd be better to turn it into a multi-chapter fic. I'm writing this for a art/fic trade with thegadgetfish on tumblr. The request was "the fic format where it's short drabbles spanning a small range of time [...] snapshots of Camilla flirting with Hinoka, and then maybe Hinoka awkwardly flirting back, or being receptive of it"
I should have the second chapter up fairly soon, since it's pretty close to completion. I hope this is suitable!
As usual, you can find this on AO3 under the same username.
"Thank you for coming with me to the shuttle stop today…" A long line of people stood in front of Hinoka and Setsuna, the person at the front standing next to a sign. The bus stop was one of many that stood directly outside of the central campus building. Snow and ice coated the sidewalk and road.
"Uh, yeah, no problem," said Hinoka. She sighed as she pat Setsuna's shoulder. "Stupid snow, making everything slow. I think Azama knew it would take too much time to get here, so that's probably why he decided to go directly to the other campus. I hate this country during winter…I'm just glad he told me he wouldn't be able to make it, otherwise you'd miss the shuttle again."
"Yeah…" Setsuna yawned, the wind blowing snowflakes into her hair. "He's so nice, always coming with me to the shuttle."
"I'll say, given how much of a jerk he usually is," said Hinoka.
"That's so sweet of you to say…" said Setsuna, her lips curving into a smile.
Hinoka brought a hand to her forehead. "Setsuna, I'm not being nice."
"Yes you are. You're here with me at the shuttle stop."
Hinoka groaned. "T-That's not what I'm talking about! I mean—"
The shuttle bus rolled up to the curb and opened its doors.
"Looks like we got here just in time," said Hinoka, watching as the people in front of Setsuna and herself get on the bus. "Let's go!"
Setsuna wobbled as she made her way towards the bus. Hinoka walked alongside her, arm out to catch her in case she slipped while getting on the bus. Hobbling up into the bus, Setsuna showed her student ID to the driver.
"You alright from here on out?" asked Hinoka.
"Yeah…" Setsuna turned and nodded. "See you later, Hinoka."
"See you!" Hinoka stepped away from the bus, watching its doors close. As the bus began to move, she headed back towards to the central building. She hoped that Setsuna would be okay until she reached the other campus, where Azama would (hopefully) be waiting.
"Wait! Wait!" shouted a voice.
Hinoka turned to where the cries came from. A lilac-haired woman quickly walked towards her. Was she late for the bus?
"Hold on a second!" cried Hinoka, turning and running alongside the bus as it moved further down the road.
The bus slowed down, sending snow from the road onto Hinoka's pants. As Hinoka stopped, her feet failed to stop with her. Sliding on the ice, the ground moved closer to her face at breakneck speed—
Someone gripped Hinoka's wrist. Staring at the ice that sat about an inch in front of her, Hinoka began to breathe faster. The hand tugged her back onto her feet before letting go.
"Are you alright?" asked a voice.
"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you—" Hinoka stopped as she turned to face her savior. It was the woman who came towards Hinoka before she hailed the bus. The woman's presumably-dyed hair was long and wavy, covering her face slightly. Her face looked smooth and free of blemishes; Hinoka thought that it complimented its soft appearance. Snowflakes sat all over her body, including her ebony leather jacket. The woman's breasts seemed to fit snugly within the coat, despite their rather large size. There was something of a lavender scent in the air.
Hinoka then realized that she'd been staring for a minute.
The woman didn't seem to mind. Her eyes locked with Hinoka's, their violet colour and intense stare momentarily making Hinoka's heart stop.
Hinoka had to steady herself to prevent herself from falling once more as she tore her gaze away. "T-Thank you very much."
The woman smiled as she turned and entered the bus. "No, thank you."
As the bus closed and drove off, Hinoka realized how quick her heart was beating. Though it didn't take long for her heart to slow, it was much harder to keep her mind off of the woman throughout the rest of the day.
Maybe I should take Setsuna to the bus more often, she thought.